How crap is your life?

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Depression is not always a mental illness, sometimes it is a logical reaction to reality that your life is s**t. Feel free

to express how s**t your life is.



I will never have a family of my own. I will never get to be a parent. I am unlikely to ever be in a position that I

am allowed a pet. I will never be able to chose paint or wallpaper for my home or do what I want with the garden

or not have someone else coming around and inspecting my home and everything in it every six months. I will

always have to spend half my time working as a pretend (acceptable) person and the other half recovering. I will

never get any understanding or guidance with my autism because I look fine, so fine NO ONE has bothered to

read my assessment.

I’m sorry you feel this way, my friend Fluffy.

You have lots in your Head that the housing folks can’t take away from you.

You have an excellent wit.

I'll spend my entire life as a detached person sitting in a room living life through the internet and reading books. The only thing outside of that is the daily stroll which amounts to being taken out for a walk like a dog.

Fluffy's Day Off -- Bueller style ^

I'm sending you spoons, hugs, energy, and an unfortunate pink carpet. I hope you can think of a few positives and maybe they can pull you through this rut. Write when you can. I miss your snout! ((oinnkkkkk))

I’m always alone. I don’t know how to meet anyone. I want a boyfriend, don’t know how to get one. I live in a dingy, rat infested boarding house with sewage coming up through the ground. I spend all my time on the internet because I’m not fit for work. It is boring and lonely. I haven’t found a way to make things better yet. I’m doing the best I can.

My life is going OK, but I'll never be 100% happy with who I am. I just cannot accept this Asperger's I've been cursed with, it causes me to have very complex social deficits that aren't obvious enough to pinpoint and work on, but are enough to make making friends harder. I have enough social skills to fit into society, but still socially awkward enough to be socially excluded from my peers. It can be very depressing.

Far from the best possible that I can imagine, but not the worst, either. What really keeps me going is believing in what it can become even though the now is not so great.

Hugs. I feel the same even though i have a wonderful family who care for me. I have an awful job where i'm constantly treated like i'm a ret*d and have pretty much no social life. After my parents die i'll probably become a recluse and will have nobody care for me. I also don't know how i will manage my property as i'm not good with money and stuff like taxes. I'm scared of being deceived and being left on the street pennless. I hope it never comes to that and i get to die before that. I'm just hopng that there is a better world after death.

I could basically construct my whole tale by copying and pasting quotes from others here. April and Joe's posts probably come closest, except for my job isn't obviously intellectual (even if no one at work has managed to pick it up to the degree I have no matter how long they're given to learn...).

I suppose it's worse than some folks in here and better than others. Some of the struggles we share I deal with better than others, others I deal with far worse even if they're not likely as severe for me as others. I suppose I could b***h about how I was only given some of the tools I need to survive life and not the others, but it sounds like some of us got even fewer, or inferior versions of the same tools, even if they might also have tools I don't, or more tools, or some tools that are better quality.

I'm single and I worry these periods will last longer and longer because more mature partners are more likely to notice my defects and deficiencies instead of my strengths and positives. It's not that I have nothing to offer, just that I don't have anything that's required to be offered, like a Christmas tree with great decorations and no stand or supporting pole so it's just a pile of branches and lovely decorations heaped together as a mess.

My life and my self are both messes, even if they're not just crap, most stuff looks like crap when it's a piled together mess, with crap mixed in.

Usually have zero or one friends

Monopolistic competition

Long term unemployed

No job skills

Got fired a lot of times

Autism, depression, anxiety

Six personality disorders

Gender identity Disorder

Health still decent

hugs